I hope I make some of you "happy" with the fast and long update. I thought it was appropriate because it was another cliffhanger again (obviously I love them).
mailider: The drama will "end" soon and you'll know what happened. It kind of starts with this chapter. Although you probably won't like what will happen in this chapter, I hope that you'll continue reading my story. And please always let me know your ideas/suggestions and thoughts. Thank you!
may92: Yes, some of the chapters are going to be intense now. Thank you for your long review. I always wait for them:). Yes, somehow I wanted to add Victoria into it. It was more realistic. Phoebe is her daughter and although she's a cold woman, she loves her family (in a weird way). I hope you like this chapter.
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Bdazzle: Yep, somehow I like drama-drama but of course I love happy moments too and I promise that there'll be some soon! Well, neither Sam nor Phoebe are really "ok" at the moment but they will be:)
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colette21: I am happy you like the twist with Victoria. She'll be in the story a little bit more and play a major role. You'll see who it was on the phone...now!
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Sometimes it feels like the world is against you and you don't know what to do. Right now more than one person felt like this. Brooke, Ben, Kevin, Macy, Jim and Julian were waiting for Sam to come out of the operation. They hoped that she was okay and feared that they would loose another sister, daughter or girlfriend. Julian had his arms around Kevin and Brooke while Ben's parents tried to calm him down. It was too much for all of them. A doctor came outside and all of them immediately jumped up. "How is my daughter?", Brooke whispered and realized that while her youngest daughter went through hell at least Sam had her whole family at her side.
"She wants to talk to her mother.", Brooke nodded and walked into the room and saw Sam lying in the bed. She was very pale and stared onto the ceiling and when she saw Brooke coming inside she cried again.
"I lost the baby mom.", Sam whispered and Brooke immediately walked over to her and held her tightly while both of them cried. "I lost the baby and Phoebe, mom and…and I need Phoebe back."
To be honest, Brooke did not know what to say. Everyone needed Phoebe back. Everyone was in pain and everyone did not know how to deal with it and it felt like their lives were over. She went under the blanket with Sam and both of them held each other tightly and just cried for hours. They needed each other and they hoped that one day their family would be almost the same but they knew that this was impossible without the youngest of the family.
"They…they said that it was too much stress and that cause the abruption.", Sam cried in Brooke's arm and when she saw Ben with teary eyes coming inside the room, he fell onto the bed and slung his arms around her and cried with them. They did not even have the time to get used to the thought of being parents.
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Meanwhile Victoria Davis ran to the airport and checked in. She had written a short letter to her family and felt miserable but she knew that she had no other choice. Her heart was beating very fast and she knew that now everything would change.
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"You don't have to be afraid of me Phoebe.", Phoebe looked confused at him.
"How…do you know…know…my name?", Phoebe stuttered in fear while he smiled at her. She could see that it was an honest smile.
"I am a detective and your mother hired me."
"My mom? Are we driving home?", she immediately got hope and he smiled happily down at her and squeezed her hand but she immediately took it back and shivered.
"Yes."
Phoebe looked out of the window with a little hope in her eyes. But somehow she feared whether they really wanted her back. She did not want to believe the words those men had said but nevertheless she had started to believe that she was not worth being loved. When they stopped Phoebe looked confused at him, "But…I don't live here.", she hugged herself and expected the worst. Maybe he was just another of those men and would start to hurt her again. Immediately she started to run. She did not want to be held hostage again and hit and hurt by adults.
"Phoebe!", a woman screamed behind her and ran after her as fast as she could. It did not take long that she reached Phoebe who was hobbling a bit.
"Nooooooo. Leave me alone.", Phoebe screamed and cried heavily and tried to get free.
"It's me. Victoria.", Victoria said and took her hands around the small face and forced her to look at her. She remembered the last time she had seen her youngest daughter. That time Phoebe had been fearless and naughty but now she could only see a very young girl that was afraid of the world and needed protection.
Phoebe looked confused at her and then slung her arms around her mother and cried into her shoulders. "Shhh….you're free now.", Victoria stood up with her in her arms and walked into the apartment. "Thank you Brian.", she gave him a letter with a lot of money. He just nodded.
"But remember. One month and don't contact them."
Victoria nodded and kissed her daughter that was totally exhausted and sucking her thumb. She was shocked what she was wearing and immediately went into another room with her to get something appropriate. Phoebe was ashamed to undress in front of her.
"How about I just close my eyes?", Victoria saw Phoebe's fear and was glad when Phoebe nodded. It hurt her that her daughter had gone through such horrible incidents and she could see that they had managed to break her little daughter.
"Don't mom and dad want me any more?", Phoebe whispered sadly. Victoria looked confused at her.
"Of course they want you honey. They miss you so much but we must not tell them that you are safe. Brian thinks that they could look for you again because your uncle started a fire when you were…were sold. But if they see that you're not with Brooke and Julian, they will think that you were really sold and won't look after you again. We paid for you and they should stop looking for you soon, if they will even look for you."
"But I want my mom and dad.", Phoebe cried into her hands and Victoria took her onto her lap and rocked her back and forth.
"Oh honey. They miss you like hell and worry a lot but it's for your and their safety and until then we try to make us a good time, okay?.", Victoria said, "but we have to color your hair and just spend the one month together and after that you can go to…to your mom and dad, okay?"
Of course it was hard for Victoria to tell that to Phoebe. She was a little girl and not seeing the ones she loved for another month was pure torture.
Phoebe was sucking her thumb again and cried heavily for hours on Victoria's lap. When the bell rang Phoebe immediately started to panic, "They will get me. They will get me.", she tried to climb out of the window but Victoria was faster and pulled her into her arms.
"Shhhh. It's just my hair maker.", it took a while for Phoebe to believe it but then a woman with red hair and a bubbly personality came into the room.
"Oh, you must be Phoebe. I've heard a lot about you. Only the best.", she talked to Phoebe who was in Victoria's arms and sucking her thumb. Phoebe just looked at her and did not say anything back.
"What color do you want? Red, Blonde, Green, Blue?", she asked but Phoebe just stared at her and then lay her head on Victoria's shoulder and cried.
"I want my mommy.", she cried and Victoria could tell that it was too much for Phoebe but she knew that it was important to change Phoebe's look a little, so she decided it.
"Could you cut her hair to her chin and make it a dark blonde with some highlights?"
It did not take long and Phoebe looked into the mirror and raised an eyebrow. "I look so differently.", she said and Victoria smiled.
"You are beautiful.", this hairstyle made her look even younger.
"No, I am not. I am ugly.", Victoria did not say anything to that. She could not imagine how she would feel if someone wanted to buy her. It must be a horrible feeling and she knew that no child should go through anything like this. But in the meantime Victoria was so relieved and grateful that Brian had found Phoebe and saved her in the last second. What would have happened to her if someone had really bought her and they would have never seen her again? She tried not to imagine that and wiped a tear and hoped that the doctor that would come soon and check Phoebe through would take away a fear she had. Although Victoria had never been there for her little daughter, she loved her. As weird it may sound, Victoria Davis would do anything to help her youngest daughter.
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The day was very hard. Phoebe was seeing a man in every corner and did not leave Victoria for a second and was like a magnet and was in her arms almost all the time. It was new for Victoria to take care of someone 24/7 but she did not mind and actually she felt very guilty.
"This is your room for the month.", she showed Phoebe a big room that was decorated in her favorite color and had pictures of her family on the wall. Phoebe took one of the pictures and looked at Sam, Brooke and Julian who were smiling into the camera.
"Kevin is not on the photo.", Phoebe whispered, "I want to see them.", Phoebe started to cry again and looked up at Victoria with pleading eyes.
"Oh honey, I wish you could do that but we need you safe and them as well and after the month you'll live with them again. You have to be a brave girl now."
"I don't want to be a brave girl any more. I hate it.", Phoebe cried even more and threw the picture onto the ground and sat down on her bed with her arms crossed. "I am not brave. I cried when they hit me and….", she whispered and felt ashamed.
"Oh honey. I've never seen anyone that is braver than you. And I would cry too if someone hits me. But tears don't mean weakness. They show that you are alive.", Victoria took her arm around Phoebe and held her tightly.
"Then I am very much alive. I have never cried so much in my life.", Phoebe joked and immediately started crying more. She slung her arms around Victoria and sat down on her lap.
"Do you want me to read a book to you?", Victoria asked a little unsure. She had no clue how to deal with children but tried her best.
"Okay.", Phoebe whispered and listened to every word Victoria read about a princess.
They stayed like this for the next hours until Victoria looked down and could see that Phoebe was sleeping. She kissed her head and held her tightly for a while until she went outside and made a call. She knew that she was not the best when it came to helping people but she needed to get Phoebe the best professional therapist out there, no matter how much it cost. She talked to a woman that was experienced in helping children in traumatic situations. She already treated children that had been kidnapped. Victoria wanted her immediately and offered her a lot of money.
"Mrs. Davis. I don't help those children because of the money…I…"
"Mrs. Jones. My daughter was kidnapped, punched, held in prison for almost two month and dressed like a slut and had to stand in front of many sick bastards to be sold. She needs help and I don't know how I can help her. I know that you don't do it because of the money but I have a lot and I want you to help her everyday for the next month. I want you to come when I don't know what to do and I will pay for everything."
Mrs. Jones hesitated, "I am sorry Mrs. Davis but I am not something you can buy."
Mrs. Jones knew the cold Victoria and could not believe that she heard the woman crying on the phone.
"I start next week.",, Mrs. Jones said and hung up.
Victoria felt very guilty. She wanted to tell her oldest daughter that Phoebe was okay but Brian had told her not to do. Just in case and while they tried to destroy the circle. But she knew how much all of them were suffering; she took a sip of her Whiskey and suddenly heard Phoebe screaming loudly. She ran into the room and was shocked when Phoebe was about to destroy everything in the room.
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Jim and Macy were back at their home and it felt like they had lost hope too to find Phoebe. Of course Ben stayed in Tree Hill. He needed Sam and Sam needed him- especially now that they had lost the child. But somehow they did not really talk about it. Julian did not even mind them sleeping in one bed any more. He knew that Sam needed someone to hold her tight and he trusted Ben. They were shocked about Victoria's letter that told them that she needed to do some business in New York. It was horrible and they were disappointed that she left like this. The house was so calm. They tried to talk to each other but everyone was suffering in their own way. Brooke was waiting for a call that would tell her that Phoebe was dead. But it was the most horrible feeling not to know what was happening to her at the moment. Was she crying? Was someone hurting her again?
She was lying in Phoebe's bed. That's all she was doing the whole time. She shut everyone out. She tried not to do it but she could not change it. She felt guilty and alone. Julian looked into Phoebe's room and found his wife holding the teddy bear that Phoebe loved so much closely to her chest.
"Honey, dinner is ready.", Julian sat down on the bed and went through Brooke's hair.
Brooke looked up at him with sad eyes.
"It smells like me.", she whispered and Julian looked confused down at her, "The bed. It does not smell like Phoebe any more. It smells like me.", Julian took her into his arms and cried with her.
"We cannot give up hope. I feel that she's somewhere out there."
"But they are hurting our baby Julian. They are hurting her. Isn't it egoistic to want her to live through all the horror?", Brooke cried into his chest.
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"So in four weeks?", Sam asked Ben who lay on her bed and stared at the wall.
"I don't know whether I am really going. I see no sense in it.", Ben answered with a sadness in his voice. He felt guilty that he had come to Tree Hill and did not know what to do with all his rage.
"I understand that but I think Phoebe would want you to go.", Sam laid her head on his chest and heard how he started to sob.
"Sam. Why is this happening to us? First Rebecca died and now…now Phoebe is in the hands of some sick bastards. She is just a girl. Just a small girl with a loud mouth. She does not deserve any of this. I don't wanna play with the NBA any more. I don't care.", Sam held him tightly and cried with him. "And…I…wanted to be a father. Not in this situation but with you and…", Sam looked shocked at him and then kissed him softly.
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Meanwhile Kevin was with the Scotts and played chess with Haley. The Scotts took care of the Bakers every day and tried their best to make them smile at least once a day. "Can we stop?", Kevin asked without looking at Haley. He lost the joy in this game and Haley nodded.
"How about you go upstairs to Jamie?", she suggested and Kevin just nodded and walked up the stairs with his head hanging down.
Lisa could not understand anything that had happened. They did not tell her the whole truth, only that some bad man had kidnapped Phoebe and they tried to get her back. They thought of her every minute and tried to be strong for the Bakers. But it was hard. Phoebe was part of their family too and it felt like a piece of their heart was missing. Jamie did not talk a lot about her but stayed in his room and looked at a picture of the two of them when they had been on Hawaii. Lisa on the other hand could not stop talking about Phoebe. When she played with her dollies she pretended that Phoebe was playing with her. Nathan was starting to get bad in basketball. He missed almost every basket and Haley could not teach her class any more because she always broke down when she saw Phoebe's classmates and she remembered how they had first met.
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"It's okay Phoebe. It's okay.", Victoria tried to wake up the screaming Phoebe.
"No. Please don't. That hurts.", Phoebe screamed and kicked around. She accidently kicked Victoria in the face and blood immediately fell down her lip. But it was the first time that Victoria Davis did not care for her outward appearance. All she cared about was calming down her daughter.
She took her into her arms and could feel the sweat through Phoebe's clothes. "Shhhh. It's just me. Victoria. Calm down honey. You are safe.", Victoria went through her hair and could tell that Phoebe started to wake up and calmed down a little. But suddenly Phoebe had to puke and puked right on Victoria's shirt.
"I am sorry.", Phoebe said shocked but Victoria smiled down at her.
"Well, I think I have to shower now. It's okay.", she kissed her forehead and went into the bathroom with Phoebe.
"How about we both change into our PJ's and just watch a fun movie?", she suggested. To be true she was scared a lot. She did not know how to take care of any child. She always had a nanny for Brooke and she had never watched a movie with her.
Phoebe nodded but when Victoria wanted to stand up and take a shower, she held her hand tightly. She did not want to be alone. "Do you want to come with me in the bathroom while I shower?", Victoria suggested and Phoebe nodded.
"I bought you this.", she gave her a game boy and closed the bathroom door. Phoebe immediately locked it, "Just sit down on the floor and wait till I am ready. Do you think you could do that?", she took Phoebe's chin into her hand and Phoebe nodded.
"I am very proud of you.", she kissed her, undressed and jumped under the shower. Phoebe sat down on the floor and started to play the game. It was not really fun but it helped her to stop thinking of those creepy men that had undressed her-not only with their eyes.
"You look tired.", Victoria said when she saw that Phoebe almost fell asleep in her arms. "We can end the movie." But Phoebe shook her head. She was afraid to go to sleep. She would see those men again but she had not slept more than four hours at night the last month when she was held hostage and soon the missing sleep caught up.
"Come on, let's get you to bed.", Victoria carried her into her room but Phoebe immediately started to cry again. It was totally new for Victoria to see Phoebe crying that much.
"Shall I stay with you again until you sleep?", Victoria asked and hoped that this was the right question. Phoebe did not say anything but held her tightly. So Victoria stayed the whole night with her daughter. It was a horrible night. Phoebe woke up very often screaming and kicking around but Victoria always got to calm her down.
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"What a night, huh?", Victoria saw that Phoebe was sucking her thumb and looking at her.
"Is this real?", Phoebe whispered without taking out her thumb.
"Yes it is honey.", Victoria went through her hair and kissed her nose softly,
"I want you to meet someone today. She is a very nice woman and called Mrs. Jones."
"I don't want to meet anyone. I want mommy and daddy.", Phoebe tried to be strong but everything was too much for her.
"I know honey but she'll help you and in some weeks you see them."
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Mrs. Jones came into the apartment and was shocked how cold it looked. The only room that was decorated was Phoebe's. She greeted Victoria and then looked at the small figure in her arms. She could tell that the nine-year-old girl was emotionally disturbed. But who wouldn't it be? Phoebe sucked her thumb and did not look at her while her head rested on Victoria's shoulder. Mrs. Jones knew Victoria but the woman she saw in front of her was totally different. She had her arms slung around the child and looked like she actually cared.
"Hello Phoebe. I am Mrs. Jones. I've heard a lot of nice things about you.", Phoebe did not turn around and just held Victoria as tight as possible.
Phoebe did not say a word this day. She pretended not to hear anything. Mrs. Jones looked at the little thin girl and knew that she needed to help her.
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The Baker's therapist had told them that they should not stop living their lives and gave each of them a task. So Ben was playing basketball with Nathan while Julian and Kevin were playing chess and Brooke and Sam were outside in the garden and talking to each other. Even doing those normal things was hard. Every step and breath was hard and without Phoebe the house was totally calm. Sam touched her stomach and wondered how it would have been if she got that child. Brooke did not say anything but took Sam's hand into hers and squeezed it softly. She wanted to be there for her but right now she did not have the strength.
"Are you okay with going back to school?", Brooke asked softly and Sam looked up into the sky and nodded.
"I don't know. I guess I am.", Sam answered sadly.
"I am sorry I can't be the mother you deserve Sam.", Brooke squeezed Sam's hand again and could not look into her eyes, "I know you're in pain. I know you just lost your child and I want to be there for you every second but…"
"Mom. I lost a child but to be honest…I….feel guilty because…I….thought about an abortion anyways. I…cannot have a child in this situation and I am too young and I still need my…well…my mom and dad and…when I have a child one day I want it to meet his amazing aunt.", Sam started to cry. Brooke opened her arms and although Sam was sixteen, she sat down on Brooke's lap and held her tightly.
"I love you so much Sam.", Brooke whispered and went through Sam's hair.
"I love you too mom.", Sam answered. "Do you remember when Phoebe fell down the tree house?"
"Oh yeah. You screamed like hell that she would not move any more.", Brooke remembered the situation.
"Phoebe. Phoebe. Oh my god.", Sam screamed and ran inside to get her parents. But Phoebe just laughed at her hysterical sister and said "Boo. I am alive again."
Sam looked madly at her and hit her shoulder hard in frustration. Phoebe immediately held it in pain and started to whine.
"Owwwwwww…."
"You don't pretend to be dead.", Sam screamed at Phoebe.
"It was just a joke.", she screamed back at Sam and wanted to kick her.
"You don't joke with that.", Sam screamed at Phoebe and pulled her inside merciless and told Brooke and Julian everything who immediately talked to Phoebe. In the end Phoebe was lying on the couch and crying in frustration.
"Are you going to eat with us?"
"No, never. All of you are mean and I'm staying on the couch forever.", Phoebe screamed at them while the three of them rolled their eyes. Phoebe could exaggerate so much.
"I miss even those moments.", Sam said.
"How about you go outside with Ben this evening?", Brooke suggested. She did not want Sam to stay at home all day long and wait for something that would maybe never happen.
"Okay.", Sam whispered.
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Mrs. Jones came everyday and Phoebe got frustrated even more when she saw that woman. She hated her and wanted her to leave her alone. But Mrs. Jones knew how to handle Phoebe and knew that she was suffering and needed her help so desperately. But it was a special case because Phoebe could not see the persons she referred to as mom and dad and lot of her behavior showed her frustration.
"I've brought you something today. My daughter really loves that kind of stuff and I thought that you would like it too.", Phoebe sat on a chair in front of Mrs. Jones and pretended not to care. She looked at the empty screen and many paint brushes and paint in front of her.
"I know how this works. You want me to paint something and then you interpret anything into it. But I won't paint.", Phoebe said back and could feel anger in her voice. She did not want a therapist; she wanted Brooke, Sam, Kevin, Ben and Julian. Mrs. Jones knew that Phoebe was a very intelligent girl and smiled at her.
"Oh, how about I paint something and you interpret something into it?", Mrs. Jones asked. At first Phoebe did not say anything but then Mrs. Jones painted a playground with many children and happy faces. She painted every detail, a slide, a swing, bushes and birds, dogs and all kinds of happy stuff.
"I bet I paint uglier than you do, huh?", Mrs. Jones smiled at Phoebe who looked curiously at the picture, "So what do you see?", the woman with the curly blonder hair and her big glasses asked.
"A playground.", Phoebe said calmly.
"And?"
Phoebe stayed calm for ten minutes until she started to talk, "Well, that little boy there.", she pointed at the smallest child in the picture, "is alone on the playground but he is not afraid because there are many grown-ups that look after him but he does not know yet that in those bushes are creepy monsters that jump out and want to get him."
"Why do they want to get this poor boy?", Mrs. Jones asked and was glad that Phoebe finally talked.
"Because he is a special boy. He can do magic but he does not know yet."
"Oh, what can he do?"
"He can kill everyone with just one clap. Just like that.", Phoebe clapped.
"Why would he want to kill someone?"
"I don't know. Out of fun I guess. He needs to be ready to defend himself when those monsters come. And maybe some of these grown-ups that sit here are monsters too. They just pretend to be nice and smile but in reality they want his blood."
"His blood? Why do they want his blood?"
"Well, because it tastes good. It's fresh blood and nobody had drunken of it. And everyone wants fresh blood. And when he goes down the slide the boy cannot see anything and it's dark and all those monsters come out and touch him everywhere to get him into hell. They pull at his clothes and rip them away. He screams and screams but there is nothing he can do. But then he claps his hand.", Phoebe took the red color and threw it on the picture.
"And then everyone is dead. Everyone, even the good people because he cannot control his power."
"So he is safe now?"
"Yes. Because everyone is dead except of him.", Phoebe had even a little paint in her face and lay her head on the table and sucked her thumb again.
"And is he happy now?"
"Who cares.", Phoebe shrugged her shoulder and looked at Mrs. Jones.
"Well I do. Seems like the little man is a great person and just wants to be safe. I would like him to be happy."
"Well it's my story not yours. And it's his own fault that all those monsters wanted him.", Phoebe was annoyed by all those questions. She could not understand why Victoria wanted that woman to talk to her every day. She just wanted her family. Although Phoebe started to say that the kidnapping was not that horrible and that she had exaggerated in the beginning and that she now felt good, her behavior showed the total difference.
"That's horrible. What did this little boy do to suffer that much?"
"Well he is stupid. He is little and he cannot defend himself. He always needs someone to protect him and he cannot expect that. People are better without him.", Phoebe was getting defensive and crossed her arms in front of her.
"I would really like to protect that little boy. I would not mind."
"Well then you are dumb. He is a pain in the ass and he only brings trouble and now he is alone on the world because he killed everyone."
"So he is not that helpless, right? I mean he has this power to kill everyone."
"Aaaa…I don't know. It's just a story. Monsters are always stronger and they will get him and then they will put him into a cage and feed of him."
"Poor little boy. That's really horrible."
"Well, he can always clap his hands and be invisible, right?", Phoebe said and Mrs. Jones immediately asked.
"Is that what he wants?"
"How should I know? I cannot read his thoughts and I don't care whether he is alive or not and nobody else should care."
Mrs. Jones was always sad to see children that had to go through horrible things in their short time of life. She knew that Phoebe was reacting so defensive because inside she felt small and alone and did not know how to cope with all of her emotions and fears. Her whole life nobody had really listened to her and when she had finally found the family that loved her she had been kidnapped and had experienced a fear no one should experience.
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Okay, I hope all of you can see how broken Phoebe is. She was more than five weeks alone in the hands of cruel man and although she's a strong girl, she's nine and now she must not see her family. I added Victoria because I thought that it was realistic that she would care. Nobody would be allowed to hurt her family! I know that at the moment it seems like there's only drama and sadness in the story but it will get better. I PROMISE! I love the Bakers and I want them to be happy. They deserve it! Thanks for reading this crazy story :=) and telling me your thoughts because I only update this fast at times when I can tell that some of you want me to do. So I skip some hours of sleep and write! I wish you a great week and I hope that I see some reviews later!
Your CaseyJr.!